Poppies on the side of the road by our house.





I wonder how close our elevation is to that of Afghanistan. We only get one crop of poppies in the neighborhood a year, but they reseed themselves and keep coming back each year. I think they are lovely. The girls gave bouquets of poppies to their teachers on the last day of school and we took one to Mrs. Murphy yesterday. She was having brunch, so we left them in a tub on her porch and made a poppy petal path up her drive and stairs to the back door.